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Found this. For anyone who'd like to contribute to her children: Jennifer Kness Children's Fund c/o Phoenixville Federal, 120 Main Street, Phoenixville, PA 19460.

The hummers have one more month before they start to migrate....they are bulking up for that long trek south.....cool little birds....mine love the nectar made with organic instead of white sugar....its a steady line of birds at the feeder.....love them.

Some images from a recent trip to Gettysburg.....These three in particular, I cannot explain. First off: The Witness Tree. In the middle of town, this huge tree has stood since the battle. Just one frame before, was of our ghost walk guide, giving us the story of the tree, then I shot this frame, which was supposed to be of the tree by itself....it was anything but....no settings changed, no lens changed, and nothing hit the lens. Secondly, the Jennie Wade house. What appears to be a face looks out at us from the window.....I think Jennie Wade is a farce. She really has no place in the historical records of the battle in the town. Very little mention of her at all. But to hear some guides talk you'd think she was a saint or something. Lastly, a paranormal investigation we got to participate in. It was a house, used as a field hospital during the battle. We are on an enclosed porch, and have activity with a male who indicated he was a solider from the Irish Brigade....there is a man standing next to me with a ball cap on. Look at the windows...the one on the left of the frame. An image of a man, wearing a cap of what a soldier of the period might wear, appears to be looking at us as we investigate. At first I thought it was a reflection of the man next to me, but then I looked again; the ball cap's bill is pointed the WRONG way for it to be the reflection of the man next to me....other than the three people in the photo, and me, there is NO ONE else on the porch with us..... Lots of activity, including a disembodied voice, gently bidding us "goodnight" as we went to bed, being awakened by noises, bumps, shadows and such. Had to be the most activity I've ever been exposed to in my life, and I have to say that for about a month afterwards, I didn't feel 'grounded'. If you go, (if you never have) be prepared, its like nothing you'll ever experience in your life. The battlefield as well served up enough activity even in broad daylight...most of which were sounds rather than imagery. On particular area, gave up the only malevolence I felt the whole time: Devil's Den and the Slaughter Pen. At that area, we all were hit with a wall of foul smelling air. Thick, excrement-like scent, and every last one of us said at the same time: "We need to leave here, NOW." The paranormal experiences aside, the history, and solemnity of the battlefield, is the primary reason to be there. It absolutely boggled my mind to imagine what took place in that small town, in the course of three days.......the respect you feel while there can't be explained. Still there are those who insist on disrespecting that hallowed ground...at Little Round Top, I climbed the castle-like tower steps, only find something foul on the steps that had me seriously wondering if people really KNEW or UNDERSTOOD where they were and what had taken place there.

From what I've been reading in various circles, he is upset over the end of his marriage....hard to say who split first, but there are a bunch of posts and tweets and all that crap....maybe pushed him over the edge.... Jason Hawes posted his concern for Brian on Facebook and also that he'd been found. Brian's wife also posted that he's heading for mental treatment. Hopefully he gets what he needs to make a complete turnaround. Seemed like a nice enough kid on the show.

Well, I have some new experiences to share: Recently some friends visited from Washington state. We decided to go to Gettysburg. I've never had so much activity around me in all my life..... Our hotel room was haunted. One night as we all were bedding in for the night, two of us distinctly heard a voice we did not recognize bid us 'goodnight'. One of our party lost and found a silver chain at least twice. Each time, we all saw her put it on, and never take it off, yet twice it mysterious left her neck, then re-materialized later on, in a place that it wasn't even near. At the Jennie Wade house, a face peered out from the window in a photo I took....Wade is NOT highly thought of by any historians of the battle. At the "Witness Tree" in town, a photo I thought would just show the tree, turned out to show some seriously weird light effects, and motions, and the photo is all kinds of distorted. The photo before and after it are fine. On a paranormal investigation we got a chance to participate in, contact was made with a spirit, who indicated he was a soldier with the Irish Brigade. I took a photo while this was going on...a man can be seen silhouetted in the window, and he appears to have on the clothing a soldier of the period would wear..... It was an incredible trip overall.....although the town because of the battle, is no doubt haunted, that's not the real reason to go...the history of the time, and remembrance should be the number one reason to visit.

When I moved to the Outer Banks of North Carolina for six months for my job...the small house I'd rented, had activity that led to an experience I'll not soon forget. Mind you, I've not told many people about this...never even told my spouse or family about it....but if its a real ghost/poltergeist/paranormal experience you want to read about, then read on. I'd rented a cute little 3 bedroom stilt/pier bungalow that sat right on NC 12 as you head north to Duck and Corolla. It was but 10 minutes from the store, so it was perfect. The price was right too so I rented it sight unseen. It was a temporary rental, for the winter months. I moved in, alone. My husband and I had decided that I would do the six months that was required of me, and if we made it a permanent move, we'd find a permanent residence. From the get go, I was not comfortable in the house. I felt like I was being watched. Upon returning to the house, I'd check every door and window, every closet. I didn't know if I were looking for someone who was trying to break in, or something else. But I couldn't stop doing that. I HAD to check the whole house. EVERY time. I'd tried to write if off to living there all by myself, with no neighbors, because it was the off season, and no one was in any of the other homes, that were all vacation rentals....but that wasn't it. I never slept well either. I'd wake up in the middle of the night, toss and turn and try to get back to sleep.......it almost felt like someone did not want me in that house. Then one night, it happened. I was awakened from sleep by the sensation of a hand on my throat. My first thought was someone had broken in, and I was in serious trouble....I knew where the light switch was on my nightstand, and I summoned all my strength, and threw myself, (literally) out of the bed, bounced off the wall, and hit the light switch on, as I came up. There was NO ONE in the room....NO ONE. I went in to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, sure enough, there were marks on my neck, that looked like a hand.... I went out to my living room, and got a white sage smudge that I had, and sea salt. Lit the sage, and enclosed myself in a salt circle, and lit a single white candle. I then addressed whomever it was, that I meant them no harm, and if they were upset with my being in the house, that I would leave, and to give me a sign if that's what they wanted, but I also I told them I would not be living there very long, and that I wasn't going to change the house, or hurt the house, and that I liked it too, that it was pretty, and I could understand why they were protective of it, that I would be too. I asked them to please leave, and not hurt me again. I then prayed like I'd never prayed in my whole life. This went on for about an hour or so...... Then, just like that, it felt like something 'lifted' off the whole house....the atmosphere was calmer, pleasant, and warmer. I was able to sleep perfectly for the remainder of my time there....and I stopped checking all the closets and such upon coming home from work. Not long after several guests from PA came down to visit for a few days, and all of them said what a wonderful little house it was. Sadly the job did not pan out, and I ended up coming back home......in spite of the frightening event, I was sad to leave that little house.....I actually cried when I did leave, and I thanked that prior owner (my own conclusion based upon the whole experience) for allowing me to live there. I have been extremely sensitive to activity ever since....... The little house on NC 12 is still there, and is a vacation rental.... and I'll give the name to anyone who would like to stay there. Like I said at the beginning, this is the first time I've ever really told this story....didn't even tell my husband, or anyone else in my family..don't know why...just never did.....

First picture: I see the orbs, but I think those are the dust or pollen.... Now the SECOND one, I see much more....the bright white orb is MOVING....rest of the picture, is quite sharp....but does anyone else see anything directly in the middle of the tracks in front of him???

Possibly higher resolution camera, and it looks like he had the flash unit on...I could be wrong of course.... I'm up for a walk through sometime.....let me know when the next one is..... Anyone up for checking out the Highland St. Tunnel???? I used hunt fossils there as a kid...we'd need plenty of tick repellant I'm sure, because of the weeds....but......

In the first pictures, I see three distinct faces...the second one, I don't see anything....

I just use 2 tablespoons of baking soda dissolved in a quart of water, put in a spray bottle and use. Natural deodorizer, and its pet friendly. Its also easier on folks who get scent triggered migraines. The one I saw on Pinterest is: 1/8 cup of downy 2 tbsps. baking soda hot tap water. put the downy and soda in a spray bottle, and then fill with the hot water.

Our beautiful Maine Coon, "Cleo" crossed to the bridge today...she was 16.....there is a hole in our hearts tonight......she gave us 16 wonderful years of unconditional love...there is nothing better.

I use a cheese grater so its like pizza cheese, then process the soap shreds and the powders in the food processor to a nice powder, like Tide or Gain would be right outta the box

A good while back, someone mentioned a soap called ZOTE from Mexico. Well, I found it at Savealot, and bought two bars. Right off the bat when I opened it, I didn't like it, its too soft to shred in the food processor without gunking up. Two, when I started melting it down to make the liquid detergent, I noticed a distinct "tarrow" smell. That usually indicates an animal fat present. There is a 'tarrowate' listed as an ingredient, so its possible, that this isn't exactly vegan friendly soap. ALSO, it doesn't melt well at all, and when I mixed it in the bucket it all clumped up into sticky, gooey chunks, that I had to skin off. Its HORRIBLE. I'll stick with Fels. I like the smell better, and so much easier to use. If anyone seriously does like this soap, I have one bar left, and I'll give it away. I have no intention of using it.

I know I would too. And I think that with the proper execution, the entire project would end up not only preserving the railroad history, it would also provide a scenic trail. Its all in how it will be done. I hope they get the grants and the go ahead. I lived on Hillcrest as a kid, and remember the trains going through daily. Our eighth grade class did a fossil hunt there, and it was great! We're losing far too much of the great railroad history of our area. My late father was a proud B&O man, and I think he'd like to see the RR history preserved somehow. Preserving the no longer used tunnels, rail lines, and bridges, for Rails To Trails use, serves two great purposes! I say "just do it!"